D is for Dangerous.
Sunday, May 7, 2006
I completely "wasted" my weekend away. According to my mom. I guess yar, I didn't study & did only a bit of homework. I'm taking a breather. I could be having so much more fun if it weren't for my studies. The more my mom stresses on the big 'O's, the more I feel like just, not giving a damn about it. I was actually motivated to study on my own the other day, but it sorta faded away when my mom nagged on & on about me not achieving great grades. Don't push me to study. I will study on my own accord & that day will come. Don't snigger. It will come, eventually.Dad didn't really give me the reaction I was looking for. I feel so wasted. & unappreciated. I'm getting fat. & my stamina is shit. God help me, if I'm not wrong tmr is my Napfa run. God help me. Speaking of God. My mom banned me from church a long time ago. I guess I don't deserve to be a Christian, & my faith is really starting to crumble. My tummy hurts. Overdose of Choc over the week. Hershey's kisses, Choc cake & Choc cookies really make a great combi. I'm really detesting Chocs right now. Tmr's Monday. God. I don't think I can take on Monday right now.Do I sound all mopy? I'm just kinda moody I guess. Obvious ain't it. Who. misplaced. my. happy. pills. Ha just ignore me.Don't let me hold something so delicate, I'll shatter it with a word. Don't say a thing as pressure builds, damn this is gonna hurt.
7:40 PM